Memorial Day - I will remember the Picture Hanging Man

Today the maintenance guy came to hang our pictures on the walls.  We cannot hang them ourselves because the walls are concrete and we don't have the powerful drill needed to penetrate the wall.  The guy gets here at 8am, walks in with his tools and unpacks them.  The end of his drill does not have a plug on it, just two separate wires.  He tries explaining to me in broken English that he had to take the plug off because of the different types of plugs in Doha.  I'm thinking, "Okay, no big deal."  Homey goes to the wall with his two wires, sticks a screwdriver in the top hole, and proceeds to stick each wire into the remaining holes.  With my jaw on the floor, I watch in terror waiting for this man to electrocute himself, die and promptly get deported back to the US.  But no, apparently he's a pro, as he looks up from the wall with a shit-eating grin on his face of wall socket mastery.  He changes walls about four times, each time sticking the screw driver in the wall, followed by the two wires.  He...is...awesome/crazy/stupid.  I'll let you decide.  Meanwhile, the concrete-hole-drilling is making a complete frickin' mess of my house.  I kid you not, there was a layer of concrete dust on EVERYTHING in this house.  Everything, people.  So, the lesson here is - it is safe to stick a screw driver in a wall socket and do not build a house of cement because it's messy.  The end.

On another note, there was a huge fire at the Vellagio Mall here, which is the fanciest mall in Doha.  There were 19 people killed and many more injured.  Brian was at work and I was at home watching the crazy man with the screwdriver, so we are safe in case you were wondering.

I hope you all had a fun Memorial Day!  I celebrated by making Chicken Pad Thai, which was awesome, and cleaning concrete dust.

Until next time...